Garrison girls 1, Kenzie 0.
Chapter Twenty
They had woken up early for the long ride to the cabin. Aside from feeling as though death was imminent, she was excited. It took a few tries to rally and actually get out of the bed. Bogs was amazing, making her drink water and bringing her toast. She apologized profusely. Last night was a bit of a blur. She remembered drinking with the girls and Bogs telling her about seeing Taylor. She closed her eyes tightly remembering offering to blow him in the parking lot.Not one of my finer moments.
“Be honest, did I do anything that embarrassed you or made you feel uncomfortable?”
He snorted, rolling his eyes. “Pretty girl, I was feeling damn comfortable with your lips wrapped around my dick.”
She sighed and bowed her head with the echo of his chuckle filling the cab of the truck.
His hand was clasped around hers while the other lay lazily over the steering wheel. He had remained quiet for most other the ride with the occasional call he took from one of the guys. They were simple answers. T and Stone were driving up separately. Kenzie thought it was strange they insisted on going up to the cabin to meet with everyone. They no longerhad any vested interest now that everything was settled with Dante. She didn’t question their motives.
Bogs had turned off the highway, down a long, isolated road. It was a beautiful area but extremely rural. She couldn’t imagine living in these parts, away from people and stores.
“So, whose cabin is it, Trent’s or Declan’s?”
“Both, they share it.”
“Really?Like partners?”
Bogs glanced over, smirking. “Depends on what ya mean by partners. Business, yes. They been friends since they were kids, did time in the service together, along with T and Stone.” Bogs shrugged. “Never really catch one without the other.”
“Like you and your brothers?”
“Yeah.”
Kenzie watched as he turned again and they went along an unpaved driveway. The brush was thick and only left enough room for one car in most spots. They pulled up in front of a small cabin with several cars scattered throughout the grounds. She recognized T’s SUV when Bogs pulled up next to it.
“We’re here.”
She shifted over to Bogs as he turned the ignition off, curving her neck and kissing him on his lips. His hand dove into the hair and prolonged the kiss. She had no problem with it. When he released her mouth from his, he grinned.
“Someone’s happy.”
“Thanks for making this happen.”
He kissed her again and opened his door. “You can pay me back later, in bed, naked, on your knees.”
She chuckled. It was a favor she’d gladly repay. She got out of the truck before he had time to get to her door. They walked up the short path and up the four steps to the small porch. It was a cute cabin she assumed they used for camping or hunting. Definitely a man’s place.
Bogs reached for the knob and Kenzie yanked his arm gently.
“You aren’t going to knock?”
He glanced from her to the door. “Why, they know we’re coming?”
“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “Maybe just knock first?” She suggested. What if they were in the middle of something?
Bogs raised his eyebrows.” Okay.” He knocked on the door and it was immediately answered. Declan stood at the doorway with a deep scowl, glancing between them both. His size took up the entire doorway. “Why’d ya knock?”
Great. She felt Bogs’ eyes on her but she refused to look at him. He snickered and ignored the question walking in and pulling her behind him. She quickly glanced up at Declan who was staring at her. It wasn’t harsh but not overly friendly.
“Hi,” she said and dropped her gaze to Bogs’ back in front of her. The faint sound of his masculine voice came from behind. “Hey.”
“About fucking time,” T said.
Could that man say a full sentence without dropping the f bomb? Highly unlikely. She spent a lot of time wondering how T was able to convince a sweet girl like Cassie to marry him. The murmurs of greeting were heard through the cabin but her focus was trained on the inside of the cabin. She peered around the large living room and circled her sights throughout the open kitchen. This place was massive, completely the opposite of what she expected from the exterior.
